Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 63 Asking is Counting

"Let's go Mingxuan, go home and sleep." Mu Xici waved her hand lazily. After changing the situation of accepting money into a situation of distributing money, she was in a good mood. Hearing this, Zhan Mingxuan subconsciously reached out and touched his chest. Back, it was soaked in cold sweat at some time, and it was wet and cold.

Fortunately, he is not the enemy of the lady.

The boy patted his chest lightly, and suddenly thought of a new question, so he quickly used his lightness kung fu to catch up with the little girl in front of him, and said embarrassingly, "Miss..."

"Huh? Is there anything else you don't understand?" Mu Xici raised her eyebrows, she felt that what she said just now was clear enough, Yizhan Mingxuan's mind shouldn't be unable to understand.

"That's not true." Zhan Mingxuan shook his head, Mu Xici explained it very clearly, he was not puzzled by her various behaviors in the Baoyan Building, what he didn't figure out was——

"But miss, how do you know those two princes and their warlocks so well?" Including their temperament, life experience and ability level, there are many things that he, who grew up in Beijing, has never heard of. For example, Feng Yuan's dao name and the reason why he is loyal to the third prince.

So, how did the lady know this?
There was a little bit of probing in the boy's eyes. He knew that his young lady had a lot of secrets, but now it seemed that there were more secrets than he had imagined.

Zhan Mingxuan's expression was extremely solemn, and Mu Xici's face froze when he was staring at him - ah.

It must be that she didn't sleep most of the night and her head was a little foggy, so she accidentally said too much when she explained it.

Hey.

Master Mu raised his hand to touch his nose, but only touched the muslin facecloth. She stepped on the building and turned her head slowly, her clear black pupils were very calm: "Forget it."

"Ah?" Zhan Mingxuan was stunned. Before Mu Xici opened his mouth, he thought about countless possibilities, and even wondered if she had some unknown news network. In the end...she actually had the final say?
Xuanmen hexagrams are already so powerful that they can even calculate the method of praying for blessings at the house of a senior official, and where they write their Taoist names?
"Yes, it's alright, basically it's all alright." Mu Xici nodded expressionlessly, even though she was talking nonsense, her eyes were still calm, anyway, she couldn't tell Zhan Mingxuan about her I am an old gangster who has lived his whole life and was reborn due to resentment.

——If you say this, don't you want to scare the child?

sin sin.

"But divination...can it be so detailed?" Zhan Mingxuan hesitated, no matter what, he felt that the part about Feng Yuan's past didn't seem to be calculated.

He understands that people in the royal family are suspicious, and he believes that general temperament and catastrophe can be calculated, but he can't believe that even the Taoist number can be calculated in detail.

"Yes, why not?" Mu Xici shrugged and continued to babble, "The time you were like Feng Yuan was considered a catastrophe in your life. This kind of thing can be seen in the hexagrams."

Left and right Zhan Mingxuan didn't know the art of Taoism, so she did what she said.

She is bullying children openly and aboveboard, and it is fine to ask.

Mu Xici pursed his lips, and saw that the young man still had an expression of disbelief, so he reluctantly brought out Mo Junli: "Okay, it's roughly calculated, some details are seven days ago when I had a chance to ask. Your Highness."

"Really?" Zhan Mingxuan scratched his head. If His Highness the Seventh Highness told him, he would still believe it. After all, the stuff raised by the royal family would not have a fuel-efficient lamp.

"Really, if you still don't believe me, I'll do the math for you on the spot." Mu Xici rolled his eyes in disgust, pinched his fingers casually, lifted his eyelids, and opened his mouth, "For example, when you were seven years old in the summer One night in the month, I drank too much water..."

He drank too much water and wet the bed, and the summer quilt was thin, so he wet Uncle Jingyang's private money hidden under his mattress, causing the uncle to be punished by his wife to kneel on the washboard, and in the end he was punished by the exasperated uncle. The master gave him a fat beating, and he didn't dare to go to the ground for three days, and he was laughed at by the whole house for three days.

"Stop, stop, don't talk about Miss, I believe it, I really believe it this time!" Seeing that the young man who was about to be shaken off his embarrassment hurriedly interrupted Mu Xici's words, his handsome face turned red when he was at a loss Fortunately, the ears are blind and covered with a face towel, so others can't see it.

"That's right!" Mu Xici curled his lips, and turned back to Fu Lanxuan as crisply as when he turned it back out. Zhan Mingxuan once again confirmed that his young lady is definitely a repeat offender.

Habitual offenders in every sense of the word.

Zhan Mingxuan's throat was slightly congested, and after watching Mu Xici get safely into the boudoir, he also turned around and went back to the wing room. He no longer wanted to discuss with her the issue of "whether hexagrams can be calculated so finely".

——He was afraid, he didn't want to hear about his past embarrassment, it would be too shameful.

Hey, the young man is still young and wants to fight her.

Go dream.

In the bedroom, Mu Xici changed his night clothes and put away the yellow talisman that he dug out tonight. He shook his ankle in a very happy mood. In fact, Zhan Mingxuan himself said the embarrassing thing in his previous life.

At that time, they were still guarding the city on the frontier of Qianping, and their lives were very miserable.

The soldiers under her are all old people who have experienced battles and are used to having fun in bitterness, so on a cold winter night when the city was driven by heavy snow, they all sat around the campfire in the snow, holding bowls of turbid liquor in their hands. Wine, with cold dry food and a small amount of meat that was roasted until it was charred, poured out childhood fun stories to each other.

Mu Xici doesn't like to drink alcohol, but she likes to listen to these recruiters tell the stories of their past.

When listening, she likes to hold a small hand stove, and leave quietly after the charcoal fire in the stove is burned out.

That night she heard the moon rising in the sky, and heard the white walls and blue tiles of the water city in the south of the Yangtze River from the muddy ditches in the countryside. She was tired of listening behind her, and the hand stove was gradually getting cold. The taciturn young general suddenly spoke.

Zhan Mingxuan told for the first time that he wetted the bed when he was seven years old, accidentally broke his leg when he was in the house when he was nine years old, and when he was 12 years old, he mistook his little sister's dress for a rag.

He said how hard his father was, how boring it was when he was lying on the bed with a broken leg, and finally said that his sister angrily cut off three long robes with narrow sleeves one after another, which made him not change and wash for half a month clothes.

He talked a lot that night and drank a lot of wine. The soldiers laughed and laughed, but she could see that he wanted to drink away his sorrow.

Because at that time, he had no father, no mother, and no sister.

Thinking of this, the smile on Mu Xici's face faded slightly. Fortunately, in this life, she can at least save Zhan Ninglu for him.

It can also help him avenge the family robbery.

However, there is no rush for these. The most important thing right now is the reopening of Mengsheng Building on the ninth day of the first lunar month.

After being silent for such a long time, it's time for Taoist Luansheng to play.

Before going to sleep, Mu Xici opened the window and looked at the stars in the sky, Tianfu entered the Kan Palace, and the clouds disappeared.

When it is the past, the present.

　Ah Ci bullies the children again

　　The Mo Junli people sit at home, and the pot comes from the sky
　　That Tianfu entered the Kan Palace was Tianfu entered Xiumen, good luck, the clouds cleared, and Guan Ming was seen again
　　I think it's so ugly, so I changed it to say, anyway, it's a novel, I dare not write it too realistically
　　fake fake fake
　　
　
(End of this chapter)